Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

"You've got your comeuppance for the deaths of so many of our people,"

"If killing really brings retribution, then it's not your place to kill me!"

Ziquan's satisfaction lasted no more than three breaths before it was cut short by Hou Yuxiao's cold sneer. He glanced at the still-lingering purple blade light and then at the sneer on Hou Yuxiao's face, a flicker of confusion passing through his pupils.

"Brothers, kill!"

Accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth, Ziquan's fleeting doubt came to an abrupt end. He suddenly raised his head to look behind Hou Yuxiao, and the confusion in his eyes turned to shock and panic.

"Kill!!!"

A sea of soldiers clad in black armor surged up from outside Luo Mountain Valley, an overwhelming wave of men with at least the Seventh Level of Body Opening cultivating. Their robust cultivation exploded in an instant, coalescing into an expanse of blood-red cloud that stretched over fifty miles and soared into the sky.

Consider that just moments before, three hundred thousand Red Flame Army soldiers had only managed to form a blood-red cloud ten miles across. So, what did fifty miles represent?

The overwhelming blood energy suppressed everything within dozens of miles, instantly increasing the gravitational force severalfold. The galloping war horses slowed, the fleeing Zimiao soldiers, as well as the pursuing Hexi soldiers, all found their strengths suppressed in an instant. Even the high-level martial artists locked in combat seemed as though they had been bound, their powers markedly weakened.

"There are still nine hundred thousand troops behind me that haven't moved yet, and you dared to come here with just five men to kill me. Ziquan, should I commend your bravery or ridicule your foolishness?"

Ziquan paid no attention to Hou Yuxiao's mockery. The moment the blood-red cloud soared, he realized that his recent behavior had been clouded by rage.

The Hexi forces were not just the three hundred thousand Red Flame Army in Luo Mountain Valley. Hou Yuxiao had nine hundred thousand more troops yet to be deployed. Such a force could not simultaneously enter Luo Mountain Valley, but mustering a blood-red cloud to suppress the six of them was not an issue at all.

He and the five others landed on the ground, initially thinking they would only be affected by the blood energy of the three hundred thousand Red Flame Army. Now, not only the Red Flame Army but also the blood energy of all Hexi soldiers were pressing down on them from above. It was not only about their strength being affected — for the six of them, escaping had just become a lot harder...

"Zhaoyang Army, mount up and charge, continue to sweep the remnants in the valley. The rest, hold positions outside the valley and stay alert!"

With a single command from Gao Changlong, the front ranks of the Zhaoyang Army leapt onto their horses and charged into the valley. The Zimiao Tribe's soldiers were already struggling against the Red Flame Army, and now they were faced with another onslaught from the mounted Zhaoyang Army — the outcome was clear.

The Zimiao Army's morale plummeted once again as they faced another round of even more brutal and bloody pursuit. Soon, no soldier clad in purple armor could be seen in the central area of Luo Mountain Valley.

The Zimiao soldiers scrambling to escape at the western entrance of the valley were petrified at the sight, trampling and colliding in their panic. If it weren't for Hou Yucheng's goal to maximize the casualties, he wouldn't have needed to continue the chase. If he simply frightened them into further panic, the trampling alone would likely have killed at least ten thousand Zimiao soldiers.

The battle had reached a point where the Zimiao Tribe's defeat was an indisputable fact. In stark contrast to the desperate Zimiao Army, the morale of the Hexi forces continued to grow, especially after seeing Hou Yuxiao withstand Ziquan and his five companions. It bolstered their spirits even further. If not for the valley's terrain that couldn't accommodate so many, the tens of thousands of reserves would have rushed forward to utterly decimate the Zimiao Army.

"Still got the leisure to look elsewhere, Zi Tribe Leader? You better worry about yourselves first!"

A sudden gust of wind blew by his ear, and a dispirited Ziquan's face changed drastically as he quickly dodged to the side. Sensing the immense power embedded within the golden staff shadow that flashed past his vision, his face overshadowed by gloom.

Under Hexi Army's blood-red cloud, Hou Yuxiao's strength now exceeded his. Ziquan himself could manage to escape, but the five Clan Elders he had brought with him...

"Clan Leader, save me!"

A plea for help reached his ears, and Ziquan swiftly turned his head just in time to see the rod that he had evaded flying directly towards one of the Clan Elders to his right. His heart clenched, grip tightening on his purple longblade as his form flashed like lightning, rushing to intervene.

Hou Yuxiao hadn't intended to confront him directly from the beginning – his target was the Elder at the Breaking Realm!

Ziquan's reaction was indeed fast, but the suppression of blood energy left him slightly weaker than Hou Yuxiao. By the time his longblade drew near Hou Yuxiao's back, the golden rod had already struck the forehead of the Zimiao Clan Elder.

"Protector Duanmu, Qing Xuan, Bai Tong, come out and help!"

Finally, with no other option, Ziquan turned and cried out for help toward the west side of Luo Mountain Valley. This ambush had been led by his Zimiao Army, but the Baimiao and Qingmiao had also sent ten thousand troops each. Bai Tong and Qing Xuan had also arrived. Even if Hou Yuxiao was formidable, as long they intervened now, he and the five Clan Elders could definitely escape.

Hou Yuxiao, after casting away the elder with his staff and leaving the elder's fractured meridian points in a weakened state, quickly evaded Ziquan's longblade and looked back at him with a mocking expression:

"Help? Oh, Zi Tribe Leader, you're too naive. Any sensible person knows that holding the city is the safest bet. Now, why don't you guess why Duanmu Hong and Qing Xuan insisted on deceiving you to leave the city and ambush us? Do you think they were unaware that relying on your tens of thousands in the Zimiao Army to ambush us would lead to certain defeat?"